i'm slipping
slowly but surely
and it feels like i'm not going to be able to come back up anytime soon.
- a.c

someone said to me today;
i can tell by the way you look at him dear, you f^cking love him. your eyes sparkle every time he smiles at you and you seem to just light up just by hearing his name.
you are in love with him.
you are in love with his personailty,
with his quirks
the faces he makes as he laughs
with his cheesy freaking jokes
with the way he writes
even when he is serious.
you are in love with him.
and their is no way denying it.
- by this girl

i swear to god, you are out to get me.
every time you smile; it boils me to the point
where i have to look away because it's so frickin' beautiful
that it starts to hurt my heart.
- a.c

i really want to hug,
and cuddle,
and laugh together
and just kiss you to the point where i won't be able to breath
but you are in love with another girl who is perfect in your eyes
and i'm just here, waiting for you to love me too.
but i'm done; done waiting for you to tell me when it's time.
i still love you, i do.
but i'm done.
- a.c

it's not like i love you,
but you taste so good,
and you make me so **** happy.
you almost make me want to.
- a.c

if somehow, i forgot who i was;
do not remind me.
if i cannot swallow down my food;
do not tell me that it is because of the weeks i have starved myself.
if i feel this sudden guilt but do not remember why;
do not tell me why, say that it'll pass soon.
if i cannot fall asleep;
do not tell me i have insomnia, kiss my forehead and lay next to me to soothe my soul,
because i do not want to remember who my past self was.
i wanted to forget.
and i did
so do not tell me who i was, let me re-live.

the kisses you once gave me on my collarbones and wrists are fading away
and you're not here to put them back on.
- a.c

if there was one thing i could always talk about,
it would be his eyes.
the way the edges of them crinkle when i tease or joke with him;
makes me melt with what you call love.

they say the eyes are the gateway to the soul and all i see in them,
is me.
- a.c

i have this one friend
that wishes she was beautiful,
that wishes she was skinny,
that wishes she was funny.
she always wants to be her or her or her
and i just want to shake her shoulders and scream
that i'd much rather her be herself.
because it's the best her their is.
- a.c